What for d’ye kill me now?
What for d’ye save me after?
I’m tired. I don’t know how
To live in this disaster!
(Chorus)
I don’t discern day and night,
I don’t discern black and white,
There is no hope to the light
And I don’t know, I live or die.
What for d’ye see so cold?
What for d’ye love so flaming?
And how…How should I call
You, killer and my saver?
(Chorus)
I don’t discern day and night,
I don’t discern black and white,
There is no hope to the light
And I don’t know, I live or die.
What for?
© Copyright: Карина Бондаренко, 2009
Свидетельство о публикации №109062803272
Свидетельство о публикации №109062803272
Рецензии
